It started out as a want
It swiftly turned into a need.
What she did once
Became her addiction.
Her addiction was to bleed.
The pain over took all other
But it was only for a moment
That moments she did not suffer.
She wanted it gone
She need it in the past
The feeling of pain would forever last
Until she took the plastic bottle, the knife, rope, or even the gun
She looked back once more at her life she couldn't help but shun
She took one last breath
One last swallow
Her life is gone
Her eyes so lifeless
Tomorrow will miss her
But the pain moves on
Her pain spread to those who cared
Becoming contagious
Ripping to shreds all hope and love they ever held.
Their life begins to fade just as it did for the girl.
Few let it spread but the others
They wouldn't dare.
The years past and the pain was still there
It wasn't as bad but everyday there was proof they always would care.
